Curtains were swaying with the gushes of the cozzy wind coming across the room to hit with Anna's naked chest. The smell of olive was also in that wind screaming richness of love and literature. This city was indeed the the city of love. She squirmed making Azhan lying on her stomach to stir in his place. She groaned as she opened her eyes to find Azhan's head against the skin of her stomach. She glided down fingers inside his messed up thick locks that were in that condition because of her. She liked his thick hairs but not more than his grey eyes. His eyes were the most intimidating one she had ever seen. She tried to remove his grip around her waist but to no gain as his hold tightened. It was the first time she was in his arms while waking up in such heavenly morning.
The sun was shining on its peak making the sunflowers to worship it. It's sun rays were also passing through the corridor having glass wall. It was the top most floor of the Wali Enterprises where we could see Anna exiting the lift. She was wearing white frock reaching her mid thighs as her milky white foot were fitted into the black high heels that Haroon sent him from Germany. Haroon never forgot to explain hee Zoha's condition. She wasn't doing better as there wasn't any improvement in her condition that made all of them anxious especially Haroon. That's why he handed over his business to Azhan because he couldn't give it much time with his entangled brain and hear
His life was dark and silent. Silent like the silence in a cave. He was like a ruthless monster who just know how to make people's lives hell.But he can't destroy her can he? He never saw sparkling dawn in his life.Will he be able to realize the importance of light in life. He was a monster for a reason who spend most of his life in a cave. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She was a glimpse of a sparkling dawn.Her life was a sweet petal of flower delicate and beautiful but with no thorns. She never saw darkness in her life or will she? After all someone can never understand the importance of a sparkling dawn until he experiences the darkness of life. FATIMA'S POV: Thank God.I reached the bus on time otherwise it would be missed. I sat on my usual seat on the bus. I tilt my head on the window. There were tiny droplets of water because of the rain. It's an evening of November so it's a little chill. The sky was unusual pink and crimson like it is blushing or boiling
"Who's this"? I asked in a shivering voice."Fatima you go inside you will not come outside until I asked you". My father said to me, while my mother was pushing me towards my room.My father went to open the door. Some men came instantly into the house one man grabbed my father's collar and roared."You fucking bastard" He punched his face " you hit my sister with your fucking car. How dare you." My heart sank.I could see his back and well-built muscular arms fitted in a white button shirt and grey dress pants. I was peeking from the little open door of my room. My mother was screaming to let him go.He punched my father in the face and put the barrel of the gun on his forehead he was about to press the trigger and my heart drops."Stop" I screamed and run to my father standing between them as I pushed that giant hulk. He stumbled." Don't do anything, please. I beg you" tears were running down my cheeks.His grey blade and bloodshot eyes were boring into my dark hazel eyes. His up
He was taking predatory steps toward me. I tried to escape, getting up from the bed but he grabbed my wrist and yanked me on the bed, before he hovered over me. I grabbed his shoulders to push this giant hulk away from me."No please forgive me. I beg you please let me go" he ignored my pleas and grabbed my both wrist in one hand rested them above my head and another hand was going inside my white top.He was drunk. I can smell alcohol from his mouth as it was almost near my mouth.I was wiggling in his grip.When his hand reached my waist.I shrieked."STOP" He looked into my eyes and stilled. I don't know what happened to him. His hand stopped further going upward His grey blade eyes had turned from rage to softness, staring into mine like he was mesmerized by them. He was lost somewhere when I pushed him. Getting the opportunity, I got up from the bed. But he grabbed my wrist and pull me towards himself. I collided with his chest but regained my balance and stood making some d
It was my third day here and it was a relief that I didn't have to face him after that last encounter.I was busy with Amna helping her in the kitchen making dinner .I was missing my family . I never lived without them . I didn't know how they were doing without me. We finished making curry rice for dinner and started preparing cupcakes on Amna's wish."Fatima . Fatima" I heard a familiar voice screaming my name .It's my father's."I ran outside , to find him trying to get into the house but the guards weren't allowing him . I tried to reach him but the other guard caught me and didn't let me go out. I started wiggling in his arms ."Baba!!" I screamed so he can hear me." Fatima are you fine . Did they hurt you. I will save you from these monsters ,be brave ok." He screamed back from across the black metal rod gate. He became too weak in just three days,pale skin with dark black circles around his eyes."Really and how you will do this" I was about to answer back but stopped a
She was sitting on the chair in front of the dressing table in white and golden dress while dubbatta was placed on the bed. The windows ,with golden curtains beside the dressing table, were enlightening the whole room including her face which was still without make up, with the moonlight .There was a full moon which illuminated the whole room. Her milky white skin of face was gleaming under its shine and her honey brown locks were scattered around her face .She was lost seeing herself in the mirror missing her parents as she was getting married tonight with a man who came in her life like a villan and made it hell. Tears weren't coming in her eyes as she was exhausted crying again and again as she never cried this much in her life and she didn't want that artist to see her crying. She came after a while with her cosmetics and started applying on her. She was just sitting still as she didn't know anything about makeup so she let her do everything she wanted to do with her face .Aft
FATIMA'S POV:Eliff helped me in going upstairs as my dress was heavy." This way" I was going in my room but she stopped me . I looked at her with confusion."You are now her wife . You will live in his room from today" she spoke like it's obvious. I would also react like this if I got married to a normal person in a normal way."Eliff. H...how can I live with him ?you know..." I said to her fidgeting my fingers. I was scared of him so much how could I live with him in the same room."I know but you should give this marriage a chance " she while grabbing my hand and I dragged my ass with her towards that monster's room. My heart was beating was I didn't want to face him. We walked for five minutes then entered a completely different section of the mansion which I never saw . Everything was there were grey and black with a little white. The furniture was also of grey colour. He loves dark colors too like his personality dark, cold and deep . Everything was there lavish , not like the